Boring

Time moves fast, I wonder why Is it 'cause we're fading? All these years are flying by Aren't you glad we made it? I miss you, I love you And I'm counting the days I can be with you again and see your face I'll never be more than four miles away I know I'm leaving now But I'm coming back to you Nothing else I'd rather do I'm not looking for change Not playing chaotic games I need the boring mundane So I'm coming back to you Nothing else I'd rather do Spontaneity ruins my life Well, I think I hate it There's too many options It overwhelms my mind So I choose the same shit Never thought I'd be the one to give my heart a break For a quiet life with you, I'll do whatever it takes You'll never find me more than four miles away I know I'm leaving now But I'm coming back to you Nothing else I'd rather do I'm not looking for change Not playing chaotic games I need the boring mundane So I'm coming back to you Nothing else I'd rather do